Dur dur dur.
I'm back.
With another.
And lookie! Stuff I don't own! Namely, Death Note and Rozen Maiden.
Delete…Delete…Delete…
All those criminals…all those sinners. Once upon a time he would have felt useless against them, but not anymore. Thanks to his God, Mikami was purifying the world, one monster at a time.
Mikami stretched his arms as he finished today's page of the DeathNote. Sirens began to wail outside his house, and Mikami tensed. Do they know?
Of course not he told himself as he hid the notebook. No one knows anything.
Reassured, Mikami decided to brave stepping outside to see what the commotion was about. As he opened the door, a young man holding a large case crashed into him. Several men in uniforms approached hurriedly.
This fool deserves what he gets Mikami thought tersely. Although…
Glancing the box, he made a split second decision and shoved it inside his house, hoping the police hadn't noticed.
"Thank you, sir" said one of the cops to Mikami. "This man was seen shoplifting from a nearby store, and we chased him all the way here. I guess he dropped whatever he had taken."
"Just doing my part" said Mikami modestly. "What is his name?"
"We believe it to be Hotaka Kenta"
Mikami dipped his head in acknowledgement, hiding his smirk. Hotaka Kenta…yes, you shall pay for your crime.
After the police said their farewells, Mikami went to go see if he could squeeze in one more name in the DeathNote when he noticed something wrong. The notebook, though meant to be hidden, was lying open on his desk. On a blank sheet, someone had written in large letters
Wind or Unwind?
Mikami was thrown off, and in his worried state of mind he accidentally tapped his pen against the first word. The letters vanished, and Mikami heard the sound of approaching footsteps.
"Who's there?" he called out. A young voice answered
"It is I, Kanaria, the second Rozen Maiden Doll!".
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